Suddenly summoned to witness something great and horrendous, we keep fighting not to reduce it to our own smallness.

If we stop helping people because we__e afraid, or ambivalent or whatever, then we lose. Let them do evil. I__l stop them.

When a course of action is forced upon you it__ best to accept it with grace and milk it for whatever you can get, right up to the moment the first opportunity to weasel out of the deal presents itself.

One does not go to Moscow to get fat.

No matter how cheerful and blameless the day__ activities have been, when you wake in the middle of the night there is guilt in the air, a gnawing feeling of everything being slightly off, wrong _ you in the wrong, and the world too, as if darkness is a kind of light that shows us the depth we are about to fall into.

The comedy in our lives was those first few weeks we lived together in Paris: Our bodies desired one another, our souls opened for one another. We experienced all of the happiness and anguish of first love. Those first few weeks in Paris, we barely touched lips; yet the few times we did, it had the force of a collision of stars.